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The moment Jacob Foster slumped into his airplane seat, he knew he was in for a ride and not just the kind that involved turbulence and lukewarm coffee. He had booked this last-minute flight to Chicago, fully prepared to endure four hours of solitude, maybe even sleep. But fate, as always, had other plans. "Well, hello there, seatmate!" Jacob turned his head to see the woman in the seat beside him—a chirpy redhead in a neon pink sweater. Her grin was wide, her eyes too awake for a 6 a.m. flight, and her energy level disturbingly high. "I'm C...
The painting arrived in a crate with no return address. Margaret Holloway, the curator of the Linston Art Museum, had been expecting a shipment of Renaissance-era sketches, but when she pried open the wooden box, her breath hitched. Inside was a portrait, its gilded frame dull with age, yet the painting itself was untouched by time. A woman with pale, haunting eyes and a delicate smile gazed back at her. The nameplate beneath the frame bore a single inscription: Elisabetta, 1654. Margaret ran a gloved hand over the canvas, feeling a chill pr...
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